Anyone have a good line on a yard pump? I’m looking for something that surely doesn’t exist, sort of like a reverse sprinkler. I want a device that sucks the water back off my lawn, into some pipes, then sends it along its merry way wherever water goes when it’s not welcome — the Southwest maybe.
I know it’s sacrilegious to moan about excess water during these days of extreme global climate change. But that’s sort of my point; any excess of any kind points to what scientists have proven long ago, we’re screwing around too much with Mother Earth.
Mary Magdalene tweeted the disciple’s secret location, tipping off the Romans. It’s okay, Jesus made her do it.
Pontius Pilate was a John Wayne impersonator.
The shepherds in their field at night were gang members.
But the most shocking thing maybe — apart from all the male and female body parts — was the Angel Gabriel being a lesbian who explained to Mary about virgin birth, “Honey, sometimes you just don’t need a man.”
Earlier this week we broke an all-time record for snowfall. We received 94.8 inches, with the last three falling on our poor daffodils. Today I wandered around the yard snapping photos to show the dichotomy.
Ah, Spring in Michigan!
You may remember my Gray Weeds post as Fall fell on me. Enjoy this quick update to my Autumnal tumble. I’m happy, relieved and suffering from Spring Fever. It’s a delightful Vernal disease.